AN : This story is going to be stupid and awkward, but please read it, thanks!
Full Summary : What do you do when the closest people break your heart? Will you be able to continue living, even when you find out that you're not really who you assumed you are? Will you want revenge, or will you cling to your new friends? GaaFemNaru?
Chapter 1 : The day after, Prologue
It was a weird day. October 18th. Although, it was already autumn, it was still hot, very hot day. There was no moisture in the air. The sun was shining so brightly, that it pierced human skin with great ease. As she opened her eyes, wider and wider, all those short-term memories flooded into her. Again and again, playing, rewinding in front of her eyes.
How painful they were. Seeing it all again... it simply broke her heart. Her determination, which she had not so long ago... was gone. Her will to live was fading. She felt useless. Like trash.
"DIE YOU DEMONIC TRASH!"
"Why don't you simply die?"
"DIE DIE DIE!"
"Finally, YOU DIE!"
It went through her again, and again, and even then, it returned. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Her eyes were cold. Colder than winter. Colder than ice itself. For the first time in her life, she really felt it. She felt hatred. Real hatred. Finally, there was somebody, whom she really hated. Even though, it was painful, it was so.
At all the thoughts, her hand clinged to her heart.
After several seconds of simply staring into space, thinking about her pathetic life, and presence, she felt more determined. She still had some hope. Hopefully, there were at least three of those precious people out there. At that location. That was where she was heading.
She stood up from the sandy ground and continued to walk. It was hard. It was really hard and painful. She haven't eaten in several days, and truth to say, this was a desert she was stuck in. The sand... it was everywhere... and everything was so dry... Counting in her lips... her mouth... her body... it was all dry flat.
She was tired to death. Weak. But she continued. Hopefully, for one time in her life, she could be a bit selfish. She could let herself be saved.
Some people would call that normal thing, letting yourself be saved, when you're in need. Indeed, she was quite a different case... she always was, no matter from which point you're looking at it.
So she continued to walk. Walk. Walk. And walk. At least the walking was so difficult, and exhausting, so she would forget about everything for a while. Walk and forget. Walk and forget. Walk and look forward. Walk and don't look back. Yeah, that was pretty much it.
It was another hot day in the Sunagakure no Sato. Well, what do you expect? The village was in a desert after all... Well, it was a normal day. Life in Suna went normally. People gathered in the streets, people worked, kids were helping, or playing... It was a normal day.
It was six years since Suna was decimated in the war with Konoha. Indeed, they lost many things, and many people, and for about the first time, the village really felt like it was standing, and blossoming again. Yeah, after years of darkness, it really was a great time.
By this time, people weren't afraid of their leader, the Kazekage, Sabaku no Gaara. He truly proved himself to be a caring guy, managing his village the best way he could, and of course, he was successful. As a result, he was admired among the population.
Now, back to the story.
Even though these great days, the village was still aware of everything. And so were guards, watching over the...uhm... sandy countryside, for enemies, or wanderers lost in the great desert of the Wind Country.
"Oi, Hitsu, do you see anything there?" Kaya asked the other guard, which was currently using a telescope to search the vicinity of the village for... anything.
Hitsu simply continued searching, but he answered her question "The North is clear, Kaya... i'll look to the North-West now..." Kaya simply nodded at this, even though no one saw it... well it wasn't important.
"Sou desu ka... continue searching, I'm go..." She wanted to say something about having a great, super-comfortable nap at the outpost, but she was cut off by Hitsu.
"There's someone there!" He pointed to the North-West "The person just collapsed... we better go and save him..."
Kaya sighed... she finally got to go for a nap, and that's just when they discover someone in the stupid desert. "Pff... hai, hai, lets go."
They both took of from their post, and ran towards their target, who surely needed attention. Hopefully, it won't grow too troublesome.
And they indeed ran, until they reached their target. What they saw was indeed gruesome even to a seasoned shinobi.
As they turned the person around, who dressed in a long grey coat, and had long ( quite long ) orange-red ( imagine Kushina, yeah, you got it... ), it revealed a girl, about eighteen years old. She was totally worn off ( like exhausted etc... ), was bruised all over her face, and the visible parts of her body didn't look any better. Oh, and not to forget... she had three whisker-like marks on each cheek.
Hitsu shook his head furiously and clenched his fist. "Damn, Kaya, we need to get her to the hospital, now!" Kaya simply stared
Hitsu was a bit annoyed. "What but? Its our duty. And she has leaf hitai-ate. There is no reason why not to trust her... If something's up, I'm sure that Kazekage-sama will be able to handle it..."
Kaya simply nodded. Hitsu picked up the unconscious girl, bridal style, and ran to the village. They were quite lucky. Suna was just a few kilometers ahead. Hitsu was a strong guy, so she would be safe in several minutes.
A day later.
She slowly opened her eyes, only to be blinded by light, and fully white environment. She regained consciousness quite rapidly.
'Fuck... hospital... ... ... wait! That means I'm in Suna... good job Nasake!... you made it! Wahoo!' She started to cheer mentally. It surely was pleasant, that she didn't actually die in that stupid desert...
Although she hated hospitals, this was one of the first times that she was happy to be in one. And for the better even, she felt quite relaxed, and relieved. For the first time in her life, the doctors took a good care of her. She slowly started to sit up.
And that's when a nurse came in.
"Oh hello. It's good to see that you're awake... please don't push yourself, and rest..." She said. In her voice it was evident that she cared. She actually cared about her. About wellbeing of some stranger. It felt nice.
"Hai, arigatou..." she started to lay down again "So I'm in Suna right?" She asked obviously a stupid question... well it was just for the sake of the conversation.
"Hai, that's right. You should be happy... you were found in a terrible state... but somehow you healed very fast... suppose that's good for you." She smiled a bit
"Arigatou... would it be possible to speak with the Kazekage somehow?" Quite an awkward question, but she had to ask.
"Since you're from an allied village, and we don't find shinobi from other villages everyday, I think that Gaara-sama will attend to this personally and will come to see you, to sort this situation out." – "For now please rest."
"Hai, doumo." She simply answered, and closed her eyes, resting. The nurse smiled at this, and left the room.
With that and her heart at ease, she fell asleep.
--- Meanwhile, the Kazekage tower
The man bowed, and then spoke up. "Kazekage-sama, yesterday we've found a shinobi from the leaf in the desert near the village. She seems to be about your age, and is now in the hospital infirmary. Her state was quite bad..."
"Arigatou, I will see into this personally. I will visit her as soon as possible to determine her purpose... and avoid any problems..." Gaara said, simply, and impassively. It was his usual, quite-caring, non brutal self.
--- Later at the hospital
'Lets see... how to explain this in a calm, simplistic manner? Hmh... "Hey Gaara, I look different, but it's me, your best buddy, Naruto! Yeah!"'
She sweat dropped at that thought.
Just in that moment the Kazekage entered her infirmary.
Gaara was the first to speak. "Hello, uh... what your name would be?" Gaara actually felt embarrassed. Geez! Gaara! Embarrassed! Wooo! It was quite an weird uh... question, but anyhow, perfectly logical.
Kea sat up, and spoke up "Oh, Gomen, Gaara-sama. My name is Namikaze Nasake. As for my appearance, please give me a second, and I will explain everything to you. Then we can start the whole conversation. You see, my situation is quite... difficult, so give me some space, arigatou."
Gaara simply nodded. Well actually it was the only thing he could do. He was also wondering about those whisker marks on her face. She bore some similarities to someone, but he just couldn't recall it... so he let her explain.
"Okay, I just hope you'll believe it. As for my whisker marks, it because of this little thing." She lifted her white hospital shirt a bit, to reveal her stomach. She channeled a bit of chakra there, and a seal appeared.
"B-but t-that's" Gaara could only stutter.
"Hai. I am Namikaze Nasake, alias, Uzumaki Naruto."
Nasake sympathy, compassion
Doumo – Thanks
This fic is somewhat... AU. Next Chapter will briefly explain what happened.